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Did you know that Solange Knowles married a guy who's 22 years older than her? So what? That's not unusual. When I was a young lass, much older gentlemen courted me all the time. Albert was 40 years older than I was. Winston was 45 years my senior. W.E.B. was half a century older than I was. You should've seen the time they all ran into each other at my house. Albert scrawled E=MC2 on Winston's forehead with the last of W.E.B.'s mustache wax.

Solange Knowles got married!!! That's n … Who? Beyonce's sister. I've had a crush on her ever since I found out Beyonce was already taken. I always imagined that someday we'd meet, fall in love, and together we'd start a reality show. I mean "family." This is why I don't cover psychotherapy in your health insurance. You'd bankrupt me.

Let me get this straight: Lately you've been refusing to be intimate with your wife because … Ebola. Dr. Noodle. I just think it's irresponsible to put oneself at risk during this time of national emergency. Ph.D. Do you have any reason to believe she's been exposed to the virus? Well, she's been to an Ebola-infested region. I watched "Dallas" on Netflix. That's not the same thing. We have a 4k TV. It's just like being there. WTH. I think until she's been quarantined for 26 weeks, I should stay in the den by myself and watch football. He can stay in there for 26 years for all I care. That's overkill. Football's only 26 weeks. S.M.H.

One mocha latte with sprinkles and we're back together. Um … I'm sorry, what? We're back together. We're getting remarried. We're madly in love again and definitely not doing this because we're lonely and couldn’t find anything better out there. You can see how deeply in love we are, can't you? Can't you? Hold my hand, Chuck. Holding your hand doesn't mean anything if you order me to do it, dear. Well I wouldn't have to ORDER you if you'd just do what's supposed to come naturally if you truly love someone. That's it. We're over. Wait, did you spend five years begging me to take you back just so YOU could dump ME? Being single is underrated.

Gramma does lots of nice things for you, doesn't she? Uh huh. She cooks and cleans stuff, and makes awesome desserts. That's right. She's a wonderful wife and homemaker, and I'm very lucky to have her. And I've come close to telling her so a time or two.

I called my ex-wife and told her I forgive her for leaving me for Guillermo Cabonabong. Wow. After five years? Something told me it was time to forgive. Well, I told you back then, holding onto resentment is only going to hurt you. I'm glad my advice finally sunk in. It's not that, doc. Yesterday, Facebook suggested I add Guillermo Cabonabong as a friend. I quit. When even Facebook says it's time to move on, it's time to move on.

I used to love acquiring things. Over the years, I've accumulated so much stuff that I've had to put the brakes on buying new things. In fact, I'm trying to get rid of stuff I already have that just takes up space. Why are you looking at ME?!

Randy, you're older than I am. Have you thought of maybe settling down and having kids? Because if you do, that means I'm next in line. So the longer you put it off, the more time I've got. I don’t think I'm done sowing my wild oats. More like "domesticated oatmeal" in your case. Hey, I'm thinking of thinking of asking someone out.

Dating's so much harder now that I have a child, Susan. I'm not just looking for someone who'll make ME happy. I'm looking for someone who'll be good for my SON, too. That pressure makes most of my dates end in miserable failure. Your dates have always ended in miserable failure, Lemont. Well, I've always known I'd someday be a father.

Hey, Earl. What's up? Not much. My wife beat me up this morning. Opal beat you up? Yeah. She hadn't done it for a long time, but she used to beat me up almost every day. Don't you think you should get some help? You know, report it to the authorities? Why? I like it when she gets up before I do.

You may THINK you know me better than I know myself, but you don’t. No one knows what goes on inside the inner sanctum of my soul but me. Got it? Got it. And now I have to be going. I'm late for my … uh … … Golf game? Haircut. That's right. Thanks.

So, you think you know me better than I know myself? Of course. Okay, sure. We've been married over fifty years, so you know me pretty well … but to say that you know me better than I know me is just silly. You're right. I'll remember that next time you ask me what your social security number is.